~*~ Chapter Two ~*~
Livvy Aislinn hurried down the stairs towards the Entry Hall, bursting through the huge oak front doors and out onto the lawn. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail, her grey eyes matching the plain grey t-shirt and short jean shorts she was wearing, revealing her long slender legs. Her flip-flop sandals smacked against her feet as she walked down to the quidditch pitch, searching for Damien. Anger ran through her veins when she spotted him, standing by the door to the locker room, his green and silver quidditch uniform dirty, sweat lining his brow - talking to none other then Darana Allen. She stopped walking and stood by the entry to the pitch, watching them. They talked for another minute or so, before Darana looked at her watch, gesturing that she had to go. Then, to Livvy's horror, Damien took her in his arms, kissing her gently on the lips. Darana went to walk away, a smile on her face. Damien returned her smile, watching her walk away. Darana walked out of the pitch and past Livvy, not noticing her. Livvy walked into the pitch after watching Darana walk back up to the front door to the school and meeting up with some of her friends before taking off down the road to Hogsmeade.
Damien turned and walked into the locker room, still not noticing the pair of brown eyes glaring at him from the pitch entry. Damien took off his uniform and went in to one of the open shower stalls, turning on the water. Nathan Montague was in the stall next to him and he gave him a small smile. " 'Lo, Killingsworth. Saw you with Aislinn yesterday. She is quite a pistol, that one." Nathan said, scrubbing the dirt off his arms. Damien gave him a small nod. "Yeah. I don't know how much longer she's gonna last, though." Nathan nodded. "I saw Darana leaving the pitch before I came in here." Damien sighed. "She's everything I ever wanted. Only thing stopping me from having her is the obstacle of telling Livvy goodbye." Nathan shrugged. "Livvy's a jealous one, aye. But, I saw more then just Darana walking away." He paused to smirk at him. "She's an excellent kisser, eh?" Damien laughed. "You would know." Nathan smiled. "Let's just say... I wasn't as drunk as I looked." The two laughed again, before Damien shut the water off and grabbed a towel off the rack, wrapping it around his waist. He walked out of the shower stall and over to his locker, pulling out his bag and rummaging through it for a clean set of clothes. He pulled out a pair of khaki docker pants, a white button down shirt and a wifebeater tank top, setting them down on the bench by his locker. Just as he went to take his towel off, Livvy came barreling around the corner, her cheeks flushed red with anger. Damien's heart skipped a beat and he quickly put his towel back around his waist, backing away from Livvy. "Livvy, what the hell are you doing in the men's locker room?!" Damien stammered. "You bastard!" Livvy yelled, a strand of loose blonde hair falling in her face. "I saw you bloody snogging Darana Allen last night! I heard you tell her you loved her!" Damien's breath caught in his throat. "Livvy, I can explain." Damien said, putting out a hand. She shook her head. "No! I'm tired of your excuses!" She paused, and he opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off. "No! Just stop! You make you decision, and you make it now. It's either me.... or her." She folded her arms across her chest, narrowing her eyes at him. He swallowed hard, not responding. Seconds flew by, Livvy's pulse raising as they passed. After a few moments passed without him saying a word, Livvy took in a sharp breath, trying not to cry. "I guess that means you want her." Damien looked down. He did want Darana. Livvy turned to walk away, looking back at him and saying, "I guess I'll never be Darana. And I don't even wanna try." She ran out of the locker room, the door slamming shut behind her.
**
Damien found Darana sitting in the garden, her nose in a book. Roses and carnations were blooming around her, her surroundings looking almost as beautiful as her. Damien walked over and sat down on the ground beside her, and she looked over at him, smiling. When he didn't return her smile, her grin faded into a frown. "What's wrong, Dame?" She said, looking concerned. He looked down and then back at her. "Livvy and I broke up." Darana looked away, not sure what to say. "Oh." Damien reached over and turned her head towards him, looking into her eyes. "You're all I want." He said softly, touching her cheek. She gave him a small smile before he put his hand behind her neck and pulled her into a soft kiss, the world disappearing around him once more.
**
The choice was made to let it go, even though no one knows. I'll never see how beautiful you could have been....
**
Draco watched Damien kiss Darana from afar, his heart sinking. He turned and walked away, shaking his head. This was the day he'd planned to tell Darana how he felt about her- how much he loved her. But now, she'd gotten what she'd always wanted- Damien. His cousin. But he couldn't be mad at him, for no one knew how much Draco had pained for Darana. And now, as Draco looked back on that kiss he'd shared with her, he regretted keeping those feelings inside for so long.
I don't see any good coming out of this, when I just pretend I don't miss you. I don't wanna be so high now- just to be brought down so low. I shouldn't even let it show.... I don't wanna be so high now... and it seems, seems to me I should let it be. Or maybe it's just me...
**
Livvy looked at the picture of her and Damien that sat on her bedside table. Damien's half-hearted smile was less than convincing. A tear fell down her cheek, and she picked the picture up, looking at it in her hand. She remembered hearing him tell Darana Allen he loved her- she remembered the passion in the kiss he shared with her. In a frustrated rage, she threw the picture on the floor, the glass frame shattering. Livvy fell onto her bed, sobbing into a pillow. She heard someone walking into the dorm room, but didn't even look up. The voice that came from the doorway startled her.
"Livvy?"
She looked up, her grey eyes meeting the fabulous blue ones of Darana Allen. Darana looked concerned, noticing the broken picture on the floor. "... Are you alright?" She said, looking at the frame and then back into Livvy's tear stained eyes. Livvy shot her a glare. "Why the hell do YOU care?" She said, sitting up and grabbing a tissue from the box on her bedside table. "You're the reason I'm suffering, anyway." Darana looked hurt. "Livvy, I didn't make that decision for him. He made it all on his own. So please don't blame all this on me." She paused. "I'm so sorry, I really am. But... not everything can always go your way." Livvy's glare softened a bit. Darana had an odd quality to her- it was almost physically impossible for her to be intentionally mean or rude. But, despite that, Livvy was too upset to even look at her. She got up and pushed past her and out of the dorm, slamming the door behind her.
Darana sighed and bent down, picking up the broken picture frame. She looked through the cracked glass at the picture inside it, tears filling her eyes. She wiped them quickly away, pulling out her wand and cleaning up the mess, repairing the frame. She left the picture inside it and tucked it away in the drawer of Livvy's bedside table. Darana lay down on her bed, feeling the desperate need for a friend. Damien was at quidditch practice, and Pansy, Summer and Denise were all in detention for hexing a Gryffindor first year's culdron and melting it. Darana knew the only other person she could go to, and she got up, hurrying off to find him.
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Livvy Aislinn hurried down the stairs towards the Entry Hall, bursting through the huge oak front doors and out onto the lawn. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail, her grey eyes matching the plain grey t-shirt and short jean shorts she was wearing, revealing her long slender legs. Her flip-flop sandals smacked against her feet as she walked down to the quidditch pitch, searching for Damien. Anger ran through her veins when she spotted him, standing by the door to the locker room, his green and silver quidditch uniform dirty, sweat lining his brow - talking to none other then Darana Allen. She stopped walking and stood by the entry to the pitch, watching them. They talked for another minute or so, before Darana looked at her watch, gesturing that she had to go. Then, to Livvy's horror, Damien took her in his arms, kissing her gently on the lips. Darana went to walk away, a smile on her face. Damien returned her smile, watching her walk away. Darana walked out of the pitch and past Livvy, not noticing her. Livvy walked into the pitch after watching Darana walk back up to the front door to the school and meeting up with some of her friends before taking off down the road to Hogsmeade.
Damien turned and walked into the locker room, still not noticing the pair of brown eyes glaring at him from the pitch entry. Damien took off his uniform and went in to one of the open shower stalls, turning on the water. Nathan Montague was in the stall next to him and he gave him a small smile. " 'Lo, Killingsworth. Saw you with Aislinn yesterday. She is quite a pistol, that one." Nathan said, scrubbing the dirt off his arms. Damien gave him a small nod. "Yeah. I don't know how much longer she's gonna last, though." Nathan nodded. "I saw Darana leaving the pitch before I came in here." Damien sighed. "She's everything I ever wanted. Only thing stopping me from having her is the obstacle of telling Livvy goodbye." Nathan shrugged. "Livvy's a jealous one, aye. But, I saw more then just Darana walking away." He paused to smirk at him. "She's an excellent kisser, eh?" Damien laughed. "You would know." Nathan smiled. "Let's just say... I wasn't as drunk as I looked." The two laughed again, before Damien shut the water off and grabbed a towel off the rack, wrapping it around his waist. He walked out of the shower stall and over to his locker, pulling out his bag and rummaging through it for a clean set of clothes. He pulled out a pair of khaki docker pants, a white button down shirt and a wifebeater tank top, setting them down on the bench by his locker. Just as he went to take his towel off, Livvy came barreling around the corner, her cheeks flushed red with anger. Damien's heart skipped a beat and he quickly put his towel back around his waist, backing away from Livvy. "Livvy, what the hell are you doing in the men's locker room?!" Damien stammered. "You bastard!" Livvy yelled, a strand of loose blonde hair falling in her face. "I saw you bloody snogging Darana Allen last night! I heard you tell her you loved her!" Damien's breath caught in his throat. "Livvy, I can explain." Damien said, putting out a hand. She shook her head. "No! I'm tired of your excuses!" She paused, and he opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off. "No! Just stop! You make you decision, and you make it now. It's either me.... or her." She folded her arms across her chest, narrowing her eyes at him. He swallowed hard, not responding. Seconds flew by, Livvy's pulse raising as they passed. After a few moments passed without him saying a word, Livvy took in a sharp breath, trying not to cry. "I guess that means you want her." Damien looked down. He did want Darana. Livvy turned to walk away, looking back at him and saying, "I guess I'll never be Darana. And I don't even wanna try." She ran out of the locker room, the door slamming shut behind her.
**
Damien found Darana sitting in the garden, her nose in a book. Roses and carnations were blooming around her, her surroundings looking almost as beautiful as her. Damien walked over and sat down on the ground beside her, and she looked over at him, smiling. When he didn't return her smile, her grin faded into a frown. "What's wrong, Dame?" She said, looking concerned. He looked down and then back at her. "Livvy and I broke up." Darana looked away, not sure what to say. "Oh." Damien reached over and turned her head towards him, looking into her eyes. "You're all I want." He said softly, touching her cheek. She gave him a small smile before he put his hand behind her neck and pulled her into a soft kiss, the world disappearing around him once more.
**
The choice was made to let it go, even though no one knows. I'll never see how beautiful you could have been....
**
Draco watched Damien kiss Darana from afar, his heart sinking. He turned and walked away, shaking his head. This was the day he'd planned to tell Darana how he felt about her- how much he loved her. But now, she'd gotten what she'd always wanted- Damien. His cousin. But he couldn't be mad at him, for no one knew how much Draco had pained for Darana. And now, as Draco looked back on that kiss he'd shared with her, he regretted keeping those feelings inside for so long.
I don't see any good coming out of this, when I just pretend I don't miss you. I don't wanna be so high now- just to be brought down so low. I shouldn't even let it show.... I don't wanna be so high now... and it seems, seems to me I should let it be. Or maybe it's just me...
**
Livvy looked at the picture of her and Damien that sat on her bedside table. Damien's half-hearted smile was less than convincing. A tear fell down her cheek, and she picked the picture up, looking at it in her hand. She remembered hearing him tell Darana Allen he loved her- she remembered the passion in the kiss he shared with her. In a frustrated rage, she threw the picture on the floor, the glass frame shattering. Livvy fell onto her bed, sobbing into a pillow. She heard someone walking into the dorm room, but didn't even look up. The voice that came from the doorway startled her.
"Livvy?"
She looked up, her grey eyes meeting the fabulous blue ones of Darana Allen. Darana looked concerned, noticing the broken picture on the floor. "... Are you alright?" She said, looking at the frame and then back into Livvy's tear stained eyes. Livvy shot her a glare. "Why the hell do YOU care?" She said, sitting up and grabbing a tissue from the box on her bedside table. "You're the reason I'm suffering, anyway." Darana looked hurt. "Livvy, I didn't make that decision for him. He made it all on his own. So please don't blame all this on me." She paused. "I'm so sorry, I really am. But... not everything can always go your way." Livvy's glare softened a bit. Darana had an odd quality to her- it was almost physically impossible for her to be intentionally mean or rude. But, despite that, Livvy was too upset to even look at her. She got up and pushed past her and out of the dorm, slamming the door behind her.
Darana sighed and bent down, picking up the broken picture frame. She looked through the cracked glass at the picture inside it, tears filling her eyes. She wiped them quickly away, pulling out her wand and cleaning up the mess, repairing the frame. She left the picture inside it and tucked it away in the drawer of Livvy's bedside table. Darana lay down on her bed, feeling the desperate need for a friend. Damien was at quidditch practice, and Pansy, Summer and Denise were all in detention for hexing a Gryffindor first year's culdron and melting it. Darana knew the only other person she could go to, and she got up, hurrying off to find him.
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-sara
